Likely, Rat will actually shove him away for what he's about to do. Or punch him. Or both. But Marius, once he catches the glimmer of tears fighting their way through on Rat's face, doesn't pause to consider the consequences. He reaches forward and grasps him by the face, his touch warm, but firm.

"This damn city likes to hurt us like this all the time," he says, never tearing his eyes away from Rat. "It likes to torment us with possibilities, like with these crystal balls, or it likes to remind us of our past by giving us objects from it."

"That stone showed you what it wanted you to see," he says. "That doesn't make it the truth."